Chapter 150: The magical battlefield is open!

Maolin didn't know how she walked out of the garden. She only knew that she was shocked by Ling Xiao and could not afford the revenge.
Ling Xiao is right. He has had the opportunity to kill himself this time, but he didn't do it.
Even if your level is higher than Ling Xiao? Who are the 20 or so men who died in the sewer? Which one is better than her?
Ling Xiao’s various means, she also heard about this time, she believes that there is no exaggeration of those rumors.
Even, they all underestimated Ling Xiao.
"Blind the devil" these words, Ma Lin firmly believes that her sister did not say anything wrong.
He is a demon!
When she thought of her poor sister, Maureen hated herself, why didn't she try that chance before.
I’m not taken off by the devil.
In this case, why is he willing to let him go back to the bet? Is it really that I am afraid that I can’t kill Ling Xiao, and I will make excuses for myself in the subconscious?
"No, no matter what, next time you can't be soft!" Ma Lin once again determined her determination to kill Ling Xiao: "At most, let me die in his hands!"
"Lin, how are you here?" Mo Yi looked at Molin with concern: "How do you dress like this?"
Ming and Qing Chen followed Mo Yi, curiously looking at Maureen, his eyes were full of , he did not expect that Molin dressed as a man is so mouth-watering.
In the happy sea, the name of the big and the young masters and the Qing Dynasty men and women are very loud.
When I saw my brother, Maureen’s attitude suddenly returned to normal: "Nothing, come out and walk around, you are..."
Mo Yi smiled and said: "I and Ming Shaozhu are also out to go around, haha."
When she saw her brother playing haha, Maureen knew that there was nothing good. However, she has long been accustomed to the men's search for flowers, and the seven devils teach the men almost like that, and they will not continue to ask: "Then I will go back to the inn to rest."
Moline didn't even look at Ming Qingchen's eyes, and she left.
Ming and Qing Chen looked at Maureen to leave, and my heart was even more unbearable.
They are all men. How can Mo Yi not see what kind of thoughts Ming and Qing Chen hold?
He secretly sneered, not broken, carrying nothing to know, pulling Ming Qingchen to Wan Garden.
It seems that no matter where the men go to a new place, the kiln there is not a place to go.
Ling Xiao quietly returned to the family, Xiaomo smiled: "How come it has been so long? Is it a trouble?"
Ling Xiao smiled and was embarrassed. Xiaomo was worried about herself here, but she was looking for flowers in Wan Garden, so she lied: "I looked late on the road and was late."
Xiaomo giggled: "Xiao Daxiao took the flowers, this I understand, the explanation is to cover up, the cover is to tell the story."
Ling Xiao is very helpless. Recently, has he been so busy with peach blossoms that he has encountered the kind of peach blossom that can see through his heart?
Xiaomo understands what Ling Xiao is thinking, and explains: "The smell of powder on your body is what those girls prefer."
Ling Hao has forgotten that Xiaomo once mixed with the brothel in Longhaicheng, naturally knows something. In addition, she has studied medicine, and she is naturally sensitive to the smell, so that when Ling Xiao came in, Xiaomo had already smelled it.
Maureen's eyes are very powerful, Xiaomo's nose is so powerful that she becomes a more powerful person in yoga. Shen Mingfang's fist is more powerful. It seems that few women who know her are not powerful.
The most powerful nature is Tang Yingying, who directly controls his brain, hehe! In the days to come, I really don't know how to pass.
To escape from Maureen's eyes, escape the nose of Xiaomo, not let Yang into himself, Shen Mingfang is okay, the most sad is the shadow of Tang Yingying... This man, why is it so hard?
"Well, Master Xiao Da, are you not looking for treasure? After two days, my feet will be fine. One more person, one more strength." Xiaomo said naturally, maybe she didn't want to leave Ling Xiao. This is a good excuse.
Ling Xiao nodded: "Well, this is the map of the battlefield of the gods..."
The two of them studied together, discussed each other, and refined every detail, every step of the procedure, until the day when the magical battlefield opened up.
The magical battlefield is located in a purple cloud in the eastern part of Hongyecheng. No one can see how big it is. It is only mentioned in the records of the major sects. The radius is about 100,000 miles.
This large treasure trove has only 30 days to open, and there is only one import and export, and they are all in the same place. This makes those who are Taobao have to carefully calculate and make every step of the plan.
Everyone will have a rough map, but compared with Ling Xiao, it is simply the same.
Nearly 50,000 people came to the entrance of the battlefield of the gods, and the scene was spectacular!
A bird flies in the sky, and its small eyes look at the heads of people who are moving everywhere on the ground. For a moment, they have not slowed down. They even fainted and fell to the ground.
"A lot of people... I am dizzy..." This is probably a sentence that the little bird said before he fell.
At 8 o'clock in the morning, the sun has risen to the heights of the other places, but this place is still a purple sigh of relief, so that people can't see what good things are waiting for them.
Suddenly, a strange wind swept over, blowing everyone's sleeves and flying, long hair fluttering. The debris on the ground was blown up by this strange wind and fascinated the eyes of countless people.
When everyone can open their eyes, the front of the demon battlefield suddenly disappeared a large purple, revealing what is hidden inside.
The bones, countless bones, this is the first impression of the battlefield of the gods.
All over the place are dead bones, broken hands, broken feet, broken sternum, no heads...
Some of the bodies have not even completely rotted. It is estimated that this piece of purple gas has antiseptic effect, and the time of death of these bodies should not be too far. It may be the time when the last battlefield was opened ten years ago.
These corpses have no soul chain, and the things they collected during their lifetime are all piled up beside them, and the treasures are quite rich.
Most of the people's eyes are directed at the treasures around the bones, deliberately not to see the horrible death of the bones.
"What are you waiting for? Go in and win the treasure!" I don't know who shouted, and tens of thousands of people moved together. The surging people couldn't help but feel that the flood could not match the flow of this person. Fierce!
Xiaomo’s face is not very beautiful, it is estimated that those bodies make her feel uncomfortable.
Ling Xiao patted her back: "If you want to vomit, you will spit it out."
Xiaomo took out a pill from the storage space and stuffed it into the mouth and swallowed it: "It's okay, let's go."
The entire battlefield of the gods and gods was very large. The 50,000 people rushed in and immediately dispersed. No one knew where they were going.
Of course, there are still a small number of people lurking at the exit, they are waiting for those who have gained something to come back, and then killing people to win the treasure.
It is very strange. When Ling Xiao entered the battlefield of the gods, the disappearing purple gas quickly blocked the import and export, and now even if he wants to go out, he can't get out.
Ling Xiao understands why there are so many bodies piled up here.
Many people have seized the treasures and want to leave, and then they all gather here to wait for a month's deadline, and the exit opens. Just waiting for the opening of the "door", there will be countless kills.
And the time of import and export is so short, it is not good to wait here without waiting in advance.
If you come out late, you have to be trapped in it for ten years. It’s scary to think about it.
Ling Xiao shook his head and abandoned all the terrible imaginations in his mind. He took Xiaomo’s hand and said,
Let’s go, we just have to find the innermost treasure, so we don’t have time to delay anywhere.